Raw x Infinity lyrics

[Intro: Remi Kolawole]

Ya-ya, ya-ya

Say!

We've got Dutch and Sensible J

Now, watch me

And, uh, tell your friends about me

Uh, uh, uh, look

[Verse: Remi Kolawole]

My rap is animal, my rap is my story

Remi keeps the fans sucked in like lipo

Remi keeps the style ten below ice cold

Showing fuckstains up like UV lightbulbs

It’s monumental like the Tower of Eiffel

When we break necks like a qualified chiroprac

I tackle shit to fail your vitals

Step to this, that’s an error like typo and

Check your chick, man, she’s getting real psycho

She wants my icepole, wants my cyclone

But, too busy for that groupie shit

Making moves with my crew, training up for the title

'Cause Sensible J and Dutch, yeah, you might know ‘em

The suicide team leaving your mind blown, and

We’re here to change the Australian rap game, uh

We add colour like blood on white walls

I’m calling these chumps out like roll calls

They say they support, when? Behind doors?

They talk shit like a keyboard hero

But we don’t hear 'em, we’re aware they're spiteful

We got skin thick, thicker than rhino

Besides, their bullshit’s no skin off my nose

But say it to my face, I’ll fuck your words, I will

Cream your pie hole, get it in rhyme now (Watch me)

I make you look inferior, huh?

You’re shaking, kid, get your stability up

Listen to this, it'll get your credibility up

You sound shit, that’s why nobody’s feeling your stuff

'Cause you're wack, or you’re slack

Or you're cracked, or you're smacked out

Yeah, I know dude is dealing me drugs

Buy weed off him, so you know I’m feeling the buzz

You buy speed off him, so I know you’re really a dud

Rep Melbourne, the VIC, and any area code in vicinity of

Come hang if you wanna see us killing it, bruh

Come drink if you want to see who’s really a drunk

And the chickens here are fine as needle eyes

You look deep in their eyes, you really in love (Watch me)

We on that next shit, you aren’t able (Watch me)

My merch could be a clothing label (Watch me)

My friends got more talent than pageants (Watch me)

And yours are fake, missing fables, ah

Let me ease back for a second

Enough raptures to rap for a second

'Cause I know some cats that been saying

"Remi, give me more substance and less black on the record"

So let me tell you while we rock the set

And while we plan to build like an architect

It’s not to walk down your little carpe-ret

It’s to show kids, work harder then

You won’t have to listen to your boss or manage

You can make it down your own path and when

And we’re here to shame all media

Tell ‘em, leave that racial trash in the garbage bin

Got white people saying that they darker skin

Got dark people shaking like Parkinson’s

Out of frustration 'cause they didn’t do shit

Doesn’t make sense like mama-mama-meh

And Tony Abbott and the government

Need to get on the boat to Iraq and shit

Or take a stroll down the Gaza Strip

They’ll either wake up or get blasted then

I’m cool with that, I’m acting a fool with rap

I’m Superman chasing down goons, and man

I’m a sergeant with an arsenal of stupid raps

So, motherfucker, salute me and

I’m exactly what the doctor ordered, I’m sort of like a sawn off

Yeah, I leave your whole head torn off, yeah, it gets morbid

That’s how it is when fucking with raw shit

No special effects, I got no chorus

I just gotta kiss my girl good morning

Got in the Batmobile, hit the pedal and floored it

Like I floor all of your audiences

Adios, motherfucker, I’m gone, it’s

Been a pleasure destroying all of your shit

With all these metaphors and similes

You’re now tuned into the raw times infinity

[Outro: Sensible J]

That's that shit